This is a song about "Question"

Well my lifes a question that needs answering,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

That's right period or question mark (anybody)

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Fighting a war that we'd never ever question

6 lives without question, and tapes his recluse

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

You see now that nigga lonely

So dont question me or else you'll see

Shit its out of the question

Top ranked, number one my son

I'm the answer to every question, pass cancer,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for